April 2009
12 posts
tumblr name change →
To make reblogging/liking/following simpler, I switched the names of my Tumblr accounts. My old posts - once published under cisne.tumblr.com - can now be found at actuallyyes.tumblr.com.
If you’re reading this, you’re following my old tumblr.
Cisne.tumblr.com is the URL I’ll be using.
SORRY, I’M TECHNOLOGICALLY INEPT
emails from my coworker, part 3
inthefade:
This was waiting for me this morning in my work email:
Dear friends (all 156 of us):
Did you know you have a pocket angel? God hand picked your angel for you and because I sent you this email, he put that angel in your pocket! If you love your angel (and me, lol) pass this on to your friends and your angel will reward you with good luck and blessings!
Before I was an Angel I was...
Something for the Touts, the Nuns, the Grocery...
another Bukowski post. I love this poem.
“we have everything and we have nothing. some do it well enough for a while and then give way. fame gets them or disgust or age or lack of proper diet or ink across the eyes or children in college or new cars or broken backs while skiing in Switzerland or new politics or new wives or just natural change and decay — the man you knew...
“Don’t you just love these long, rainy afternoons…when an hour isn’t just an...”
– Tennessee Williams
March 2009
5 posts
100 Most Beautiful Words in the English Language →
A list of some very mellifluous words - but I have to disagree with some of the choices. (Example: Onomatopoeia. Really?)
“I divined her life at that moment. She only believed in intimacy and proximity,...”
– Anaïs Nin
Agustini's El Cisne
I studied Delmira Agustini in a Modern Latin American Literature class. Her poetry is really intriguing. She used a lot of erotic imagery and expressed emotions that were suppressed in women at that time (early 1900s). Her ex-husband shot and killed her when she was 28 - and then turned the gun on himself.
Artists and their tortured lives, no?
Anyway, I haven’t been able to find the full...